Page 66 of Passion and Payback

“Hmm, for the moment,” he said, undoing the string to his pants and pushing them down so he could kick them off. The result was his cock bouncing back to smack audibly against his stomach before he rolled over and came toward me.

“Hey,” I protested playfully as he pushed me onto my back and grabbed hold of my pants to yank them down. My dick wasn’t quite as much of a show off as his, so it only languidly slid back to rest against my stomach. It didn’t have much time to rest, however, as Hunter quickly reached down and wrapped his hand around it. “I retract my complaint.”

“Thought you might,” he said, his eyes catching the light in the room. Which reminded me I was on the edge of the bed and reached over to turn the bedside lamp on as his mouth descended toward my dick. He blinked owlishly in the light, looking a little silly as he stared at me in confusion. “W-why?”

“If you’re about to suck my dick and put on a display for me with those toys, I absolutely want to see it,” I told him, holding back from asking if that was okay and letting him make that call without my butting in.

“You’resolucky I got over some of my shyness before you came along and decided to sex me up,” he said and then added a wiggle of his delightful ass into the mix as if that was somehow going to help make his point.

“I will hereby consider myself luckier than I already do,” I said, and then, to add some levity to the moment, I propped my head up with my hands, watching him with a smirk.

His brow shot up. “I know you’re trying to be a jackass, but Jesus Christ, you pull off naked and cocky really fucking well.”

“Noted,” I said calmly, hoping I didn’t give away that I was insanely jittery and excited like a teenager being given his first chance at some over-the-shirt action with someone.

And for someone who had supposedly struggled with shyness when he was younger, that certainly didn’t show itself as I watched Hunter’s mouth slide over the head of my cock. I had no idea how many times I was going to experience the rush of realizing that doing these things with Hunter was the realization of so many deeply held and hidden fantasies. Still, I hoped it didn’t go away anytime soon. Just the sight made my body feel alive and more aware of every sensation than I could ever remember feeling with anyone else.

I let out a low groan as I watched him inch more of me into his mouth, performing his own little magic trick as my dick disappeared with apparent ease. That was until about the halfway point when I watched his mouth work and then grunted when I felt the head pop into his throat and be squeezed by the muscles. That was apparently all he needed, and he began to bob his way down. I gripped the sheets as I watched something I had only seen a couple of times in my life. Someone managing to successfully take my entire cock into their mouth and throat without losing control.

His eyes flashed open, and if it wasn’t for the fact that his mouth was full, I could have sworn the little shit smirked. As it was, he reached for the bottle I’d grabbed earlier. Now I was torn between watching him reach back to finger himself and the sight of him still bobbing on my cock, albeit with his focus split.

That was until he groaned, sending waves of pleasure up and down my spine as I had to fight to stay in control. It was a good thing he hadn’t chosen to put this little display on earlier when I was so tightly wound. I would have lost control right then. As itwas, I could feel myself getting closer to the edge when he picked up the smaller toy and began to push it inside him.

“Jesus,” I groaned as he held my cock in his throat, letting the muscles do the work for him as he slid the last inch of the toy in.

With that done, he gripped my hip with his free hand, leaving the toy embedded as he began to suck me in earnest. My head fell back against my hands as I let out a low groan, wanting to reach down and grip him but not wanting to overdo it. At the same time, I was riveted, watching as he thrust his hips against the bed, grinding his dick against the comforter for friction and probably moving the toy inside him at the same time.

“Okay,” I said with a shaky laugh, reaching down to pull him off. “Sorry, but shit, I’m going to lose it. I’m a little out of practice at holding myself back.”

He laughed. “That bad?”

“Thatgood,” I growled, twisting so I could grab his face and kiss him. “Do you mind?”

I reached around him to make my question clearer, grabbing the base of the toy. He stiffened momentarily but didn’t push me away or tell me to stop. Hoping that was a sign he was still on board, I slid it back, feeling how much he had loosened up from how smooth it went. When I pushed it back inside him gently, his eyelids fluttered, and I watched some of the tension bleed out of his face.

“I’m not...not the real thing,” he said after a moment.

“It’s okay,” I assured him. “I’m not here to fuck you, then roll over and go to sleep. Enjoy this. Ineedyou to enjoy this.”

There was still hesitation in his expression, but he no longer looked torn between taking off and trying to ride it out. I did the only thing I could and continued fucking him with the toy, letting him figure things out for himself. If the leaking of his cock was any indication, he was enjoying it, and as I watched, he reached down and began to stroke himself.

“Okay,” he said after a moment, swallowing hard. “Let’s try the next step.”

“You want to put the next one in?”

“I want...you to try putting the next one in.”

I paused and then kissed him. “You know the drill.”

“If I need out, I’ll let you know.”

“Good.”

I grabbed the second toy, held it up, and turned it around to get a feel for the dimensions. It was smaller than me, but damned if it wasn’t close enough that I was about to get a damn good show of what it would look like if I were the one fucking him. I applied plenty of lube before finally pulling the other toy out of him, earning a soft noise from him and little else.

Placing the head of the dildo against him, I carefully pushed in, watching his face carefully and his muscles for any signs that I might pick up on. After a few seconds, he shifted, and the head slipped in, making him grunt softly but he flashed me a quick smile. I took as much comfort as I could before slowly inching the toy forward. There was resistance, which was probably uncomfortable for him, but I did my best to take it slow. I’d never used a toy on a guy before, and it was trickier to measure how tight someone was without your dick inside them, but he never protested.

“Weird,” he said as the last of the toy slipped into him, the silicone balls flush with his body. “That...wasn’t that bad.”

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